Jiang Yu and I grew up eating the same bowl of noodles.
When he was five years old, he helped me chase away vicious dogs. When he was ten years old, I wiped his wounds from fights. When he was fourteen years old, he jumped over the wall to buy me sanitary napkins.
Everyone said we were a couple sooner or later.
Until his college year, his family moved out of the town and there was no news from him.
We met again at the age of twenty-seven. He was a taciturn city architect and I was a tired pediatrician.
At the door of the clinic, he clutched his son's medical record and asked me in a mute voice: "How have you been these past few years?"
When I smiled and nodded, the nurse suddenly chased me out and shouted: "Dr. Xu, your daughter sneaked into Warehouse No. 3 To play again!"
The medical record in his hand clattered to the floor——
That child's features and eyes look very much like me when I was fourteen years old.
